Midwinter

 It is now the middle of January, and we have burned one stack from the woodshed--about 90 cu.ft. or two-thirds of a cord. Not bad!

Yesterday we went for our first snowshoe, just out to Panama. The snow was crusty and sufficiently deep to justify the footwear. Everything was sheathed in ice and we went on to have freezing rain that lasted all night, as did the howling wind from the East. Winter may come early or late, but it always arrives eventually.

Fire in the Sky

 Bitter cold though it is, the sky is on fire!

 

For once, the ice from a storm is actually visible. Every branch is coated and each twig has its own icicles.